As the waiter approached the dance floor with his wine glass, Rong Zhaonan's eyes darkened. Time was of the essence, and he disregarded everything else, pulling a pistol directly from his waistband.
This gun was his old partner when he was on missions abroad. The gun body has been specially treated so that it is difficult to detect reflections even under light.
He swiftly pulled the safety latch, slipped into the banquet hall, and headed directly towards Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an.
In the bustling world of fame and fortune, no one noticed a dark figure rapidly approaching.
Just then, Ning Bing'an and Ning Yuan's dance ended. Ning Bing'an gentlemanly raised his glass and gave Ning Yuan a distant smile: "Little sister, it was an honor to dance with you."
After saying that, he prepared to pick up the glass of champagne that had been tampered with.
In the blink of an eye, Ning Yuan felt a strong sense of unease, as if something bad was about to happen.
She looked up abruptly and saw Rong Zhaonan raise his right hand, a black pistol pointed directly at Ning Bing'an!
Time seemed to stand still at that moment. Ning Yuan's pupils shrank as she looked at the bizarre scene before her, but she forcefully suppressed the urge to push Ning Bing'an away.
Ning Bing'an followed Ning Yuan's gaze and saw the dark muzzle of a gun.
His pupils suddenly contracted, his heart leaped, and a chill ran from the soles of his feet straight to the top of his head.
"Bang!"
A gunshot rang out, sounding particularly jarring in the noisy banquet hall.
The bullet struck Ning Bing'an's champagne glass precisely, sending shards of glass flying and champagne scattering, reflecting a dangerous light under the crystal chandelier.
The next second, Rong Zhaonan rushed in front of Ning Bing'an, tackled him to the ground, and dodged a bullet that came from another direction.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!"
Several gunshots rang out in quick succession, plunging the banquet hall into complete chaos. Guests screamed and scattered in all directions, trying to escape the sudden gunfight.
"Get down!" Rong Zhaonan grabbed Ning Bing'an and spun around, kicking the waiter carrying the tray hard.
"Bang!" The waiter was obviously a martial arts expert, and he reacted very quickly to dodge to the side, but he was still kicked back several steps by Rong Zhaonan's force.
Seeing his target being protected, the assassin hiding in the shadows knew that tonight's mission was unlikely to be completed. He gritted his teeth and pointed his gun directly at Rong Zhaonan.
However, Rong Zhaonan seemed to have eyes in the back of his head. He had already noticed the other party's intentions. With incredible agility, he turned to the side and barely dodged the fatal shot.
The bullet whizzed past his ear, leaving a clear bullet hole in the wall.
"Bang!" Rong Zhaonan retaliated without hesitation, and the bullet hit the other man's shoulder accurately. The assassin groaned, his pistol fell to the ground, and he staggered back while clutching his wound.
The banquet hall was instantly filled with screams and the sounds of breaking glasses and plates. What was originally a glamorous and lively banquet turned into a chaotic scene of escape.
Celebrities screamed and ran for their lives, their high heels clattering on carpets and gowns, champagne and red wine spilling everywhere, and elegant dance music turning into background music of terror.
The scene was chaotic.
Rong Zhaonan grabbed Ning Yuan and held her firmly behind him. At the same time, he turned around swiftly and kicked away the assassin who was trying to approach from the other side.
Amid the chaos, Rong Zhaonan's sharp, eagle-like eyes swept across the entire scene, precisely catching a glint of cold light flashing in the crowd.
"Bang!"
Gunshots rang out again, and Rong Zhaonan swiftly pulled the trigger with a backhand.
A scream rang out from the crowd as another assassin attempting a sneak attack had his wrist pierced by a gun, blood gushing out.
Rong Zhaonan's eyes turned cold; there were indeed more than two assassins.
"Ning Yuan, hide!"
Rong Zhaonan shouted coldly, grabbed Ning Yuan, and pushed her towards a long table in the corner of the banquet hall.
Ning Yuan had experienced her fair share of dangerous situations in her life, and she cursed inwardly—
She knew that wherever she went, she would inevitably encounter such bloody scenes. She had already fallen to such a state! Had the wicked heaven still not given up on wanting to take away this reborn anomaly?
This has been upgraded to a Hong Kong movie gunfight!
Despite the thoughts swirling in her mind, as soon as Rong Zhaonan finished speaking, she swiftly bent down and crawled under the solid wood table.
Halfway through the tunnel, she suddenly remembered something, abruptly stopped, and turned to look at Ning Bing'an, who was still lying in the same spot.
"What are you standing there for? Do you want to die?" Ning Yuan growled in annoyance, grabbed Ning Bing'an by the collar, and dragged him cleanly under the table.
"Cough cough cough..." Ning Bing'an was dragged away without any warning and was almost strangled to death. He struggled and coughed a few times.
After the gunshot, Chen Chen and Tony, who had been hiding in the crowd, along with a group of Ning family bodyguards, rushed towards them like arrows released from a bow.
As Rong Zhaonan fired back at the enemy, he shouted sharply, "Achen! Hurry, protect the young lady and the young master!"
Upon hearing Rong Zhaonan's order, the tall Ah Chen, wearing a mask, moved with incredible agility.
He grabbed a stainless steel table covered with a thick, luxurious velvet tablecloth and rushed toward Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an.
He wielded the heavy stainless steel table with great skill, and the panicked guests, who had never seen anything like it before, screamed and scattered in fear, saving Ah Chen a lot of trouble.
"Bang bang bang!" The gunshots were so frequent they sounded like firecrackers, and the banquet hall was filled with the smell of gunpowder.
Several corpses lay on the ground, their blood staining the expensive carpet, and a strong stench of blood filled the air.
Rong Zhaonan's eyes narrowed. These assassins were insane. They dared to fire indiscriminately in full view of everyone. They simply didn't care about human life!
Rong Zhaonan's expression was cold and stern, a fierce glint flashing in his eyes. He pulled the trigger even faster, each shot precise and merciless, reaping the lives of the assassins.
Although the assassins were well-trained, they were quickly overwhelmed by Rong Zhaonan's fierce offensive and fell one by one into pools of blood.
"Bang!" With the final gunshot, the banquet hall finally fell silent, leaving only the groans of the wounded and the gasps of the terrified crowd.
Rong Zhaonan looked around to make sure no one had escaped before putting away his gun and striding to the table where Ning Yuan and Ning Bing'an were hiding.
"Are you alright, Miss Seven?" He bent down, his tone carrying a hint of barely perceptible concern, and looked at Ning Yuan, who was hiding under the table.
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